Tempest in Autumn

I stand in the middle of our school yard,
I look and behold the trees turn from lush green to beautiful radiant gold

I think about the months passed that I have been here in this alien land,
And I am reminded about the times when I have felt so sad and alone.

Yet, here I am and I behold His beauty.
I thought He had left me, but here He is.

Gazing back at me with His beautiful fiery eyes.
The wind blows so -- cold against His warmth.

So many things have happened...
Many have threatened to shake and break me.

Yet here I am, Lord.
And You still my fearful heart.

I gaze back into your loving eyes,
I am home...

With you, anywhere I go...
I am home.